Maria's actually okay. She's cursing to herself, but also she feels... light. And warm. Maybe too warm, all of a sudden, but she's not giving it too much thought when there's a familiar face looking down at her. He wasn't there just a second ago, but then again, Maria clearly hadn't been looking attentively at her surroundings now, had she?

Her eyes widen before she grins up at him. "Valenti," she replies, surname for surname, as she tries to wipe off the worst of the mud from her hands.

"How much of the gang is all here?" she asks as she holds out a hand for him to help her up with.